Текст песни Военные песни СССР - Песня Ракетчиков

Rocket soldier
Any garrison
Special Care
Losts on epaulets:
Always on a platoon heart,
Knocking, not knowing drill,
High readiness
Before the little things familiar.

The racket sees more
Than your segment of the sky:
Ural Marena
And in the field of the sea bread,
Moscow prospects
And Taishet Streets
Pargu over Vorkutoy
And the Murmansk summer.

Planet rotates
In the space spacious.
Floats all latitudes
Ruby dawns.
Everything sees our rocket,
For all soldiers in response.
And because we
Quietly sun shines.